Love teaches us how to give, but loss teaches us what it means to endure.

 Love teaches us how to give, but loss teaches us what it means to endure.

We hold on, we let go, and in between, we become stories waiting to be forgotten.

 We hold on, we let go, and in between, we become stories waiting to be forgotten.

Time does not steal; it simply reminds us that nothing truly belongs to us.

Time does not steal; it simply reminds us that nothing truly belongs to us. 

Memories do not ask for permission; they return when the heart is unguarded.

 Memories do not ask for permission; they return when the heart is unguarded.

Life is a constant trade—what we gain today, we will lose someday.

Life is a constant trade—what we gain today, we will lose someday.

The hardest goodbyes are the ones where no words are spoken, only silence remains.

 The hardest goodbyes are the ones where no words are spoken, only silence remains.

Some storms are not meant to be fought; they are meant to be released into the wind.

Some storms are not meant to be fought; they are meant to be released into the wind.